Do you know how hard it is to post a blog without using an “e” in any word? I think it’s particularly hard... I sat around wracking my brain, for half an hour, trying to accomplish this task. Silly, I know, but it truly is hard. Try it, you savvy human, you. As much as I thought it was hard to do it for a blog post, think about writting a damn book without using e’s. That’s absurd, it’s too much, in no way is it a cinch. Right?
Don’t say that to Mr. Wright, author of Gadsby: A Novel of Over 50,000 Words Without Using the Letter “E.” Wright would scoff at you in a flash. And probably slap you across your mouth, too. I’d also put odds on him calling you a sissy, pansy, idiot, and no doubt a bull-riding poo-brain. That might push it too far, who knows.
Still don’t think it’s an actuality? Scan portions for your own satisfaction.
If youth, throughout all history, had a champion to stand up for it; to show a doubting world that a child can think; and, possibly, do it practically; you wouldn’t constantly run across folks today who claim that “a child don’t know anything.” A child’s brain starts functioning at birth; and has, amongst its many infant convolutions, thousands of dormant atoms, into which God has put a mystic possibility for noticing an adults act, and figuring out its purport.
A glorious full moon sails across a sky without a cloud. A crisp night air has folks turning up coat collars and kids hopping up and down for warmth. And that giant star, Sirius, winking slyly, knows that soon, now, that light up in His Honors room window will go out. Fttt! It *is* out! So, as Sirius and Luna hold an all-night vigil, I’ll say a soft “Goodnight” to all our happy bunch, and to John Gadsby - Youth’s Champion.
+ original post date: October 18, 2005 09:53 AM
+ categories: This Is Cool